Author's Note: To Aurachan, you were right! It was supposed to be
"Interperting" not "Interrupting". Thanks!
In the Moon's Shadow
Chapter Seven: Star Laughter
1163 A.D.
London, England
St. Peters Cathedral, East Tower
Relena lay curled up in a fetal position on her small cot, her dark gold hair
flaring out around her. She was dressed in a simple white dress that made her
look very young and vulnerable, and her sky blue eyes were clouded and full of
tears. Sunlight from the stained glass window painted colored shapes over her
but she barely noticed the gorgeous architecture that surrounded her, so deep
was her sorrow. She hadn't moved since the sun had risen and she had no
immediate plans to do so either. The two guards outside her door effectively
hampered any thoughts she might have entertained in that direction anyway. No,
her thoughts had long since drifted away from escape, now they only rested on
Heero. The past few days had been so joyous and full of light that she had
forgotten about wanting to go home, and simply lived to wake in the morning and
find a warm place next to her where Heero had been. She had been so absorbed in
living a peaceful normal life, a life where no one wanted to kill her because of
her position, where she didn't have to take the world on her shoulders, where
everyday she learned something new about Heero...now it was all over. She shed
tears over that more than anything else. It had all been so perfect, taking care
of Sara, and becoming good friends with Rebekah. It was the life she had always
wanted, no worries except about food, shelter and family. Simple things compared
to trying to stop a war between the colonies and earth. Simple things she had
thought might last forever...
After all, she and Heero had somehow come back through time during an eclipse.
They had no idea how they had come to be in this time or how they were going to
get back. She had held a secret thought in her heart that they might be stuck in
this time and place for the rest of their lives. Who was she to question why
they were here? Maybe it was destiny...And would it have been really so bad to
live out her life pretending to be Heero's wife? And maybe, just maybe, they
would have gotten married for real and had children and grown old
together...Such simple things that meant so much.
Relena squeezed her eyes shut, glittering tears gathering in her lashes. It
wasn't like her to be so weak, but Heero was her source of strength, and with
him gone... She just didn't know what to do. She didn't want Heero to kill for
her, though she knew he would without question. She wanted him to be safe. She
didn't doubt his abilities but everything was different here, and he didn't even
now how to joust. She could only hope that he would somehow be called home
again. She could die peacefully if she knew he was alright.
Heero...
She could remember with vivid clarity the electrifying kiss she had shared with
him. Their first. It had all been magical, they way his strong arms had held her
and the gentleness of his lips on hers. She had never felt complete until that
moment, when everything came together to form a beautiful tapestry of life.
"Oh, Heero..." She whispered, heartbroken. "I want to be strong, but I'm so
afraid for you. "
A pounding on her door made her flinch but she stayed in her curled position as
an old woman tottered into the room dressed in black robes with long gray hair
in a prim bun. She wore a star pendant around her neck along with a small,
leather sack. Her eyes were a steel gray with a surprisingly kind cast.
The old woman walked slowly over to the bed, placing her hands on her hips when
Relena made no attempt to greet her. "Well, I can see someone is feeling sorry
for herself." She said, a note of disdain in her voice. "Just because you've
been caught doesn't mean you're beaten."
Relena glanced at her. "Caught? What do you mean? I'm not a witch."
The old woman smiled, "Of course not, dearie, but I am."
Relena sat up, abruptly interested. This was the witch Rebekah had told her
about? The one that could make the stars dance? She looked more like a
grandmother.
"My name is Ann," She said, sitting delicately next to Relena. "and I've come to
speak with you."
"About what?"
"The moon has told me some peculiar things about you, dearest, and about that
young man of yours. Did you know he's been riding that great big horse of his
over every field in the countryside learning to joust?"
"WHAT?"
"Oh, I see you didn't know. It was quite humorous really, the stars were all in
a titter about it."
Relena was speechless.
"I also know something else about you," Ann said, glancing at her smugly. "You
were sent here for a reason, from a place faraway, to learn something you could
only learn here."
Relena felt faint.
"You may think you don't know what it is, but I think that if you look inside
yourself you'll find the answer. Once you do, I have a feeling the moon will
call you back."
"Are you trying to tell me that Heero and I actually have a purpose here?"
Relena managed, trying to take it all in.
"Of course. You didn't actually think it was all chance did you?" Ann laughed,
"You kids certainly have an odd view on things."
"Ann," Relena asked, slightly more collected, "Can you tell me if Heero is
alright?"
"That boy would be healthy on his death bed, girl. Don't worry about him, he
knows what he's doing. You just concentrate on keeping your spirits up and
you'll both do fine." The old woman stood suddenly, adjusting her robes. "Well,
I'd better get going. Just came to tell you that." She headed for the door.
"Take care of yourself, dearie, and that boy of yours, too."
And then she was gone.
Shakily, Relena sat back against the wall, trying to figure out what had just
happened.
* * * *
The lights of London burned brightly against the midnight sky as two men drew
near the tournament ground, one leading a great battle horse. They spoke little
as they looked over the ground, mentally noticing unevenness and pits that a
horse's hooves might catch in.
"That stand over there is where Relena where be. Before you begin the joust you
need to get a favour from her, something of hers she can give you. The knights
do that so that their winnings honour their chosen ladies. It'll bring you
luck." One man said, looking over the tourney ground.
"I don't need luck," his companion answered, flatly.
"But you don't know who your fighting. It could be any of the three that
attacked Relena on the road. I would say it probably won't be Alwain, he's too
impersonal to get involved in this. It will be either John or Hugh. John has
more strength but Hugh depends on his speed. Both are seasoned jousters."
"I will not fail her, Caleb."
A pause.
"I know, my friend, but it is up to God now. Everything will be decided at
dawn."
"Yes...at dawn...."
Relena...
tbc...
* * * *
Author's Note: Sorry about the short chapter, but there were a couple of things
I had to get in before the BIG CHAPTER. The BIG CHAPTER will be the end *sob*. I
didn't realize how much I liked this story until I figured out I only have one
chapter left. *another sob* I'm going to miss writing on it, but I do have
plenty more fics to work on. So, anyway, please review and you'll get a hug!
*hug* tee hee
"Interperting" not "Interrupting". Thanks!
In the Moon's Shadow
Chapter Seven: Star Laughter
1163 A.D.
London, England
St. Peters Cathedral, East Tower
Relena lay curled up in a fetal position on her small cot, her dark gold hair
flaring out around her. She was dressed in a simple white dress that made her
look very young and vulnerable, and her sky blue eyes were clouded and full of
tears. Sunlight from the stained glass window painted colored shapes over her
but she barely noticed the gorgeous architecture that surrounded her, so deep
was her sorrow. She hadn't moved since the sun had risen and she had no
immediate plans to do so either. The two guards outside her door effectively
hampered any thoughts she might have entertained in that direction anyway. No,
her thoughts had long since drifted away from escape, now they only rested on
Heero. The past few days had been so joyous and full of light that she had
forgotten about wanting to go home, and simply lived to wake in the morning and
find a warm place next to her where Heero had been. She had been so absorbed in
living a peaceful normal life, a life where no one wanted to kill her because of
her position, where she didn't have to take the world on her shoulders, where
everyday she learned something new about Heero...now it was all over. She shed
tears over that more than anything else. It had all been so perfect, taking care
of Sara, and becoming good friends with Rebekah. It was the life she had always
wanted, no worries except about food, shelter and family. Simple things compared
to trying to stop a war between the colonies and earth. Simple things she had
thought might last forever...
After all, she and Heero had somehow come back through time during an eclipse.
They had no idea how they had come to be in this time or how they were going to
get back. She had held a secret thought in her heart that they might be stuck in
this time and place for the rest of their lives. Who was she to question why
they were here? Maybe it was destiny...And would it have been really so bad to
live out her life pretending to be Heero's wife? And maybe, just maybe, they
would have gotten married for real and had children and grown old
together...Such simple things that meant so much.
Relena squeezed her eyes shut, glittering tears gathering in her lashes. It
wasn't like her to be so weak, but Heero was her source of strength, and with
him gone... She just didn't know what to do. She didn't want Heero to kill for
her, though she knew he would without question. She wanted him to be safe. She
didn't doubt his abilities but everything was different here, and he didn't even
now how to joust. She could only hope that he would somehow be called home
again. She could die peacefully if she knew he was alright.
Heero...
She could remember with vivid clarity the electrifying kiss she had shared with
him. Their first. It had all been magical, they way his strong arms had held her
and the gentleness of his lips on hers. She had never felt complete until that
moment, when everything came together to form a beautiful tapestry of life.
"Oh, Heero..." She whispered, heartbroken. "I want to be strong, but I'm so
afraid for you. "
A pounding on her door made her flinch but she stayed in her curled position as
an old woman tottered into the room dressed in black robes with long gray hair
in a prim bun. She wore a star pendant around her neck along with a small,
leather sack. Her eyes were a steel gray with a surprisingly kind cast.
The old woman walked slowly over to the bed, placing her hands on her hips when
Relena made no attempt to greet her. "Well, I can see someone is feeling sorry
for herself." She said, a note of disdain in her voice. "Just because you've
been caught doesn't mean you're beaten."
Relena glanced at her. "Caught? What do you mean? I'm not a witch."
The old woman smiled, "Of course not, dearie, but I am."
Relena sat up, abruptly interested. This was the witch Rebekah had told her
about? The one that could make the stars dance? She looked more like a
grandmother.
"My name is Ann," She said, sitting delicately next to Relena. "and I've come to
speak with you."
"About what?"
"The moon has told me some peculiar things about you, dearest, and about that
young man of yours. Did you know he's been riding that great big horse of his
over every field in the countryside learning to joust?"
"WHAT?"
"Oh, I see you didn't know. It was quite humorous really, the stars were all in
a titter about it."
Relena was speechless.
"I also know something else about you," Ann said, glancing at her smugly. "You
were sent here for a reason, from a place faraway, to learn something you could
only learn here."
Relena felt faint.
"You may think you don't know what it is, but I think that if you look inside
yourself you'll find the answer. Once you do, I have a feeling the moon will
call you back."
"Are you trying to tell me that Heero and I actually have a purpose here?"
Relena managed, trying to take it all in.
"Of course. You didn't actually think it was all chance did you?" Ann laughed,
"You kids certainly have an odd view on things."
"Ann," Relena asked, slightly more collected, "Can you tell me if Heero is
alright?"
"That boy would be healthy on his death bed, girl. Don't worry about him, he
knows what he's doing. You just concentrate on keeping your spirits up and
you'll both do fine." The old woman stood suddenly, adjusting her robes. "Well,
I'd better get going. Just came to tell you that." She headed for the door.
"Take care of yourself, dearie, and that boy of yours, too."
And then she was gone.
Shakily, Relena sat back against the wall, trying to figure out what had just
happened.
* * * *
The lights of London burned brightly against the midnight sky as two men drew
near the tournament ground, one leading a great battle horse. They spoke little
as they looked over the ground, mentally noticing unevenness and pits that a
horse's hooves might catch in.
"That stand over there is where Relena where be. Before you begin the joust you
need to get a favour from her, something of hers she can give you. The knights
do that so that their winnings honour their chosen ladies. It'll bring you
luck." One man said, looking over the tourney ground.
"I don't need luck," his companion answered, flatly.
"But you don't know who your fighting. It could be any of the three that
attacked Relena on the road. I would say it probably won't be Alwain, he's too
impersonal to get involved in this. It will be either John or Hugh. John has
more strength but Hugh depends on his speed. Both are seasoned jousters."
"I will not fail her, Caleb."
A pause.
"I know, my friend, but it is up to God now. Everything will be decided at
dawn."
"Yes...at dawn...."
Relena...
tbc...
* * * *
Author's Note: Sorry about the short chapter, but there were a couple of things
I had to get in before the BIG CHAPTER. The BIG CHAPTER will be the end *sob*. I
didn't realize how much I liked this story until I figured out I only have one
chapter left. *another sob* I'm going to miss writing on it, but I do have
plenty more fics to work on. So, anyway, please review and you'll get a hug!
*hug* tee hee